Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd

I was cutting the rug
Down at a place called The Jug
With a girl named Linda Lu
When in walked a man
With a gun in his hand
And he was looking for you know who.
He said, 'Hey there fellow,
With the hair colored yellow,
Watcha tryin' to prove?
'Cause that's my woman there
And I'm a man who cares
And this might be all for you.'

I was scared and fearing for my life.
I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree.
'Cause he was lean, mean,
Big and bad, Lord,
Pointin' that gun at me.
I said, 'Wait a minute, mister,
I didn't even kiss her.
Don't want no trouble with you.
And I know you don't owe me
But I wish you'd let me
Ask one favor from you.'

(Chorus)
'Won't you give me three steps,
Gimme three steps mister,
Gimme three steps towards the door?
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps mister,
And you'll never see me no more.'

Well the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
As the water fell on the floor.
And I'm telling you son,
Well, it ain't no fun
Staring straight down a forty-four.
Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu
And that's the break I was looking for.
And you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door.

(Chorus)

(allen collins - ronnie vanzant)

If i leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For i must be travelling on, now,
'cause there's too many places i've got to see.
But, if i stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'cause i'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, i can't change.

Bye, bye, its been a sweet love.
Though this feeling i can't change.
But please don't take it badly,
'cause lord knows i'm to blame.
But, if i stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
Cause i'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you'll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, i can't change.
Lord help me, i can't change.

Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say.
And if you do this
It will help you some sunny day.
Take your time... Don't live too fast,
Troubles will come and they will pass.
Go find a woman and you'll find love,
And don't forget son,
There is someone up above.

(Chorus)
And be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
Be a simple kind of man.
Won't you do this for me son,
If you can?

Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul,
And you can do this if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

(Chorus)

Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself.
Follow you heart and nothing else.
And you can do this if you try.
All I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

(Chorus)

Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land
And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man.
Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor
'Hey doctor, won't you check his head?'
The only thing that was wrong with him
Was Johnny Walker's Red
He drank ole poison whiskey
'Til it killed him dead.

It happened back in the bayou many years ago
Satan came to take him and he did it real slow
Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor
The doctor just shook his head,
'Twenty years of rotgut whiskey
Done killed the poor man dead.'
He drank ole poison whiskey
'Til it killed him dead.

Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see
Ain't no future in ole poison whiskey.
They're gonna rush you down to see the doctor,
The doctor's gonna shake his head.
The only thing he's gonna tell ya
'Stop drinkin' Johnny Walker's Red
Don't drink poison whiskey, don't you drink it boy.'

I got my pistols in my pockets boys,
I'm Alabamy bound.
I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, I'm
I'm Alabamy bound.
Well, I'm not looking for no trouble
But nobody dogs me 'round.

Now when, I'm going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come.
Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come
'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread
And I know that woman give me some.

When the kid hits Alabama, people
Don't you try to dog him 'round.
When the kid hits Alabama, people
Don't you try to dog him 'round.
'Cause if you people cause me trouble,
Lord I got to put you in the ground.

Well, I was born in Mississippi
Baby don't take any stuff from you
Well, I was born in Mississippi
And I don't take any stuff from you
And if I hit you on your head
Boy, its got to make it black and blue.

Well, I'm a gone to Alabama
Got my pistols out by my side
Yes, I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out by my side
'Cause on down in Alabama
You can run, but you sure can't hide